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RantWoman and "very large three year old" seem to have WAY too much in common right now. RantWoman will spare her readers details except to say they are percolating in her Drafts folder. In the meantime, RantWoman's peculiar gratitudes of the day:

RantWoman is grateful to be able still to go lot of places ON HER OWN thank you very much even though RantWoman really needs Ambassador Thwack the Badly Behaved White Cane to help with things like navigating all the tree root vs sidewalk encounters on her path.

RantWoman is VERY grateful for all the difficult and intransigent people who lobbied for the ADA, for all the legislators who enacted it, and for all the people who sued and educated and promoted awareness. RantWoman is grateful for instance to have very recent positive experience with well-trained hotel concierges and responsible Construction site staff who know, when they see RantWoman and Ambassador Thwack fogging toward them, to offer guidance in the increments that suit RantWoman while adroitly steering RantWoman away from many avoidable hazards.

RantWoman knows there are vast hordes of people who are considerably less aware, more desparately in need of being held in the Light, and more frighteningly adept at engaging RantWoman in Inner Blowtorch mode. RantWoman is just about able to pray for such; RantWoman recommends they not push their luck, not tempt the Lord their God, even the ones who don't have a God.

RantWoman is especially grateful to be able to read, with only a little help the text charmingly written on a flip chart posted a child height at the Eastside Meetinghouse where RantWoman in Responsible Quaker mode went for a meeting today:

We are the Eastside Friends Children's Meeting Community

That means:

We are all connected.

We are polite to each other.

When we are frustrated we take a moment of silence and calm down.

We worship together. We are all listening to God at the same time.

We are against violence.

We are a group that makes a contribution to the whole Meeting.

When one of us has a problem, we all try to work together to solve it.

We help each other.

We take turns and we share what we have.


Don't worry. RantWoman could easily turn on quibble and cavil mode but RantWoman for once feels strongly called NOT to do so.